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A poor son 1oo

The rain stopped on that day.

The air outside looked refreshing. The Fourth Master rarely had time, so he accompanied Yin Laoer and Qian in the garden at home with Lin Yutong.

This season, there are only lotus pods left in the lake to pick. Occasionally, a few fish swim by, which can’t arouse people’s interest. These domestic ones are so different from those of the wild ones.

Four people sat next to the pavilion, and the second son Yin whispered: "Your uncle and your third uncle have been recovered from the capital. Do you know?"

Hei Qi had already reported it.

The Fourth Master nodded, "Come back when you come back. Sanlang is keeping it in the mansion. Can he still make them hungry?"

Yin Lao Er nodded: "That's what I said. They came to ask for a meeting, but I blocked them. What's the point of seeing them? Sanlang's child, he used to be unsuccessful, but now he has grown up. I heard that money is also a lot of money. He has never said anything too much to the idle people who are raising them at home. He looks quite generous."

When you have money, you will naturally not be stingy. Money is a human back.

The Fourth Master nodded without comment. This was not that Saburo was generous, but that Saburo had realized it. He knew what another meaning of giving him a title was.

Qian peeled out the pomegranate seeds and gave them all to Lin Yutong for eating.

Lin Yutong smiled and handed it to Mama Su, "Please bring it over."

As he was talking, Wu Chunlai walked in with a note and presented it to the Fourth Master, "This is presented by Lord Li."

Lee Jishan?

The Fourth Master took the note, glanced casually, and handed it to Lin Yutong. Lin Yutong took it to his hands and almost laughed out loud.

It turned out that Li Jishan arranged an extremely unusual background for the Fourth Master in the ascension edict.

"What's wrong?" Yin Laoer couldn't help asking when he saw that the Fourth Master and his wife were both smiling.

The Fourth Master took the note from Lin Yutong and smiled and said, "There is nothing to say. This is what the person below wrote about when his son was born. Why don't he tell you?"

Yin Lao Er nodded, "Then you have to Niannian. When you were born, they didn't know you either. Other than me and your mother, no one else could know this. It can't be more detailed than what we know." As he said that, he hit Qian, "Do you think it's, his mother?"

Qian deeply agrees with her son, who knows better than her?

The Fourth Master coughed and laughed, "This Mr. Futian wrote this. He said, Dad, one day, you dreamed of a big golden dragon in your dream..."

"Take it down!" Yin Laoer curled his lips, "At that time, I couldn't eat enough, and I dreamed of a big golden dragon? If I want to dream, I could only dream of a big black pig. No matter how bad it is, it is a fat chicken. The cauliflower snake is also possible, but it is impossible to be a big golden dragon."

As soon as he said this, everyone serving him immediately lowered his head.

Qian pulled Yin's second son and signaled him to shut up and continue listening.

The Fourth Master said, "When my dad dreamed of a big golden dragon, the sound of thunder and lightning suddenly sounded, which was shocking! Dad, you were awakened, so you went out to check it out. As a result, the golden dragon flew directly outside the door and rushed into my mother's arms, and then disappeared. Immediately, my mom became pregnant."

"Nonsense!" Yin Laoer jumped up suddenly, "Your mother is pregnant, that's my credit for my father. If it's really someone else's credit, I can't stop."

Qian slapped Yin Laoer on the back of his hand and told him to shut up.

But Yin Laoer felt aggrieved, "Damn, I have known that these people have a lot of fun. They are obviously my son, so if he asks him to write his pen, why does our own son have nothing to do with me?"

The Fourth Master smiled and continued, "When my mother was pregnant, she went to the river beside the village to take a shower..."

Before he finished reading a sentence, Qian slammed the table suddenly and his face turned red with anger. Who is embarrassed to take a bath by the river where people come and go? Is there something wrong?

Yin Laoer was calm this time, "Don't be angry! Don't be angry! We don't have the same knowledge as him."

The Fourth Master looked at the two of them and continued to smile: "When my mother was taking a bath in the river, there was a sudden sound of drums and music from the sky. Then, colorful auspicious clouds floated over from the sky. After reaching the top of my mother's head, they turned into a colorful exercise, and they came down swayingly, wrapped directly on my mother's body, covering my mother's body..."

"Don't you go," Yin Laoer cursed, "Isn't this a trash? It seems like I don't wear clothes for your mother." He turned his head to look at Qian, "Those years were sad. God was pitiful. I definitely didn't ask you to wear clothes less. At that time, I bought cotton for your mother, but I used linen to make clothes for you and your brother. I also used colorful clouds as clothes? If that's true, my mother and I will go to heaven in the morning."

The Fourth Master ignored Yin Lao Er's joke and continued to say with a smile: "After my mother took a shower, the entire river suddenly became bright red, and countless three-foot-long carp tumbling and jumping upward..."

"If it is true, our family will rely on fishing." Yin Laoer sucked, "If your mother can really wash out so many carp, she can ask her mother to soak in the river every day."

Qian was so angry that he slapped again. Lin Yutong could no longer hold it back and laughed directly.

This imagination is really not very rich.

The Fourth Master also smiled and had no choice but to close the memorial and say to Yin Laoer and Qian: "Let me hear, your son is no longer a human being, but a god in his beautiful writing."

"You have become a god." Yin Lao Er snorted, "But no matter how I hear you, I feel like I am a demon with your mother." He then sighed, "Your father is not confused, I know why these old men write this for? They all sang it in that play. When the emperor was born, they all had visions. How could we not have it? What is this emperor? Isn't it the god of the human world? Only when everyone regards you as a god can we respect and fear. Even if we know that we are not a god, we must make the people think that we are a god. Without gods, we can't say that it is the human world. I understand this principle. Let's do it! That's it." He looked very aggrieved.

The fourth master patted Yin Lao Er's hand, "Dad! Can your son still make you feel wronged?" He threw the memorial to Wu Chunlai, "This thing is more and more like a play, it's very fake! It's also very fake! I'm my parents' son. If you talk about it, you can't change it." He looked at Lin Yutong and said, "I think this edict should be said bluntly, saying that we are the most poor family. We can't afford to go to school..."

Before Lin Yutong could speak, Wu Chunlai next to her continued, "Master, if you say these painful and embarrassing things, you may defile the emperor's power."

The Fourth Master waved his hand: "This dragon power is not supported by the dragon robe on his body and the dragon chaise under his butt. As long as it is an emperor, he is wearing a ragged shirt and squatting on a wooden stake, he is also an emperor. If it weren't for the emperor, you would be just a joke." As he said that, he waved his hand, "Okay, send it to Li Jishan. Pass what you mean."

Wu Chun looked at Lin Yutong, and saw Lin Yutong smile and nodding, and had no intention of persuading her, so she turned around and went out.

"Silang, is that okay?" Yin Lao Er rubbed his hands, "Your son, my reputation was not very good before. Your mother is... unable to speak. The ugly things about this parents have implicated you."

"What's ugly?" The Fourth Master comforted: "From nothing to the lord of the world, my son not only felt that his origin was not ugly, but was very glorious. People would think that such a mud-legged emperor with no mud-mouthed ideas on his legs was really amazing! How could he laugh at him? Who dared to laugh at him?"

The expressions of the two men improved after they said this.

On the other side, Li Jishan was stunned with the retreating imperial edict. He was not sure until the little boy came in and wanted to hold the lights. He came to his senses and said, "Give me orders to prepare a sedan chair! Go to the Liu Mansion."

Liu Shuquan was really surprised by Li Jishan's visit for a moment.

"Senior brother, you are so expensive and humble, I'm very frightened." Liu Shuquan smiled and greeted the person in, and said politely.

Li Jishan waved his hand: "Junior brother, don't squeeze your senior brother, me." He shook it with the ascension edict in his hand, "Isn't this the edict written, I want to ask my junior brother to polish it."

Liu Shuquan personally held the tea and said, "I dare not be polished. Who doesn't know that you are a masterpiece, senior brother?"

"If I am a wonderful pen, junior brother, you are just a huge pen like a rafter." Li Jishan said without saying a word and stuffed the imperial edict, "Even if I give me some advice, my senior brother will be grateful."

Liu Shuquan looked up at Li Jishan before looking down. After a while, he said, "It's not wrong to look at it below."

Li Jishan frowned and asked, "Is there really nothing wrong with it?"

"Nothing is wrong." Liu Shuquan said with certainty. He closed the memorial, "But, the Fourth Master may not like it. You are being returned, right?"

Li Jishan took a breath: "It seems that my junior brother understands the Fourth Master's thoughts better. However, in this way, this edict sets a precedent."

"The senior brother who drafted the edict can be famous for his eternity." Liu Shuquan smiled and handed it back in a memorial.
Chapter completed!